tableclothes, white plates, forks and knives and glasses. I don't see the Caterers, but I know they are nearby because of the smell, which is of rich, strong, hot food. The smell makes me instantly hungry instantly ravenous. I want it right now. Ten heaping plates of it right fucking now. I walk up to the Upper Level. I stand with Matty and Ted. I ask them if they know what's going on. Matty says no, but he's hungry and if he don't get some gosh darn food soon he's going to go fricking crazy. Ted just shrugs and says he has no idea. Lincoln walks into the Unit, looks around and speaks. Everyone here? The men look at each other. A voice I don't know replies. Miles isn't here. Another Voice. And Leonard isn't here. Lincoln speaks. Anyone know where Miles is? I speak. In our Room. I don't think he wants to be disturbed. He nods, speaks. Anyone seen Leonard? The men look at each other. Anyone? They shake their heads. Anyone? Lincoln smiles, raises his voice. Leonard. He does it again, but louder. Leonard. He yells.
A million little pieces
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